Ok, cousin K just made a funny that actually made me lol. I posted the link to HHGTTG on facebook and other cousin K said "I know the answer!" To which first K responded "Darren Sharper."
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Your cousins just made me laugh, too.
I am trying to decide whether to eat the other half of my tilapia filet or leave it for lunch.
Je suis le tired et le cranky.
Much surgery~ma to Frankenbuddha's brother and Grace.
Not to get all Blazing Saddles on ya, but ditto.
surgery ma is heading out form CA
Verdict Diagnosis: Pleurisy!
Dude, who GETS pleurisy?!? They tested my oxygen with that finger-monitor thingy (it was 100%), and Awesome Doctor listened to my lungs extensively and said there was NO wheezing and no junk (like lots of mucus) that would indicate pneumonia.
I asked him why the shortness of breath, and he said partially because I was trying to not cough and partially because the inflammation from pleurisy can put enough pressure on the lungs that they feel like they can't fully expand.
So. I got a steroid shot for the inflammation (in the ass; truefax: when I said, "I have to get a shot in the butt?!?", Awesome Doctor said, "Yep, you're getting a butt-shot!"), codeine* because my cough won't go away, and an antibiotic because (1) I've been sick for 3 weeks and (2) I am now blowing green stuff out of my nose. (I know green doesn't necessarily mean bacterial infection, but Awesome Doctor said he really thinks after 3 weeks of an illness that only got progressively worse, antibiotics were called for. So I acquiesced.)
*The codeine is just in the form of Tylenol 3. When I said my cough wasn't helped by the Tessalon Pearls (I know we talked about these in-thread a month or so ago), I said, "I hate to ask for codeine, but..." and Awesome Doctor interrupted, "Why? Lots of people come in here and ask for it!" He asked me if I wanted a cough syrup or pills, and I said, "Oh, definitely pills; I hate cough syrup! I didn't know pills were an option."
And he said that the pill option is just Tylenol 3. Basically the body doesn't give a shit what the delivery vehicle is for the codeine; it just knows it's gotten codeine. So that's cool.
I hope the pleurisy clears up quickly, Steph. As vaguely 19th century-sounding ailments go, I guess it beats consumption.
I was sort of hoping for consumption *just* because of how cool it sounds. As a disease, however, it would suck. (And I've been immunized for it.)
Codeine, woo!
Pleurisy sounds like a really sick Morrissey cover band.
TB means no alcohol for six months, so pleurisy is probably preferable. Quick healing to you.
Surgery~ma sent from NC.
I am drinking bourbon and ginger and watching Leverage. These things are making my evening tolerable.